For the next few days, Lin Wanqiu stayed by the intensive care unit's door without leaving for a moment. She could only see Shen Tingzhou for a few minutes each day through the glass, spending the rest of the time waiting in the corridor. She neither ate nor drank, nor slept, staring blankly at the door of the ICU. She rapidly lost weight, her eyes filled with dark circles, and her once gentle demeanor was replaced by anxiety and haggardness.
Xiao Zhang was worried about her and stayed with her, urging her to eat something and rest, but how could she eat or sleep? Shen Tingzhou was still suffering inside, how could she rest peacefully?
"President Lin, your health will collapse if you continue like this. President Shen still needs your care. What will happen when President Shen wakes up if you collapse?" Xiao Zhang said with heartache, looking at Lin Wanqiu's increasingly haggard appearance.
Lin Wanqiu slowly raised her head, her eyes bloodshot, her voice hoarse: "I'm fine, I'll wait for him to wake up."
She knew she couldn't give up. Shen Tingzhou needed her, the children needed her, and the food shop and the scholarship fund needed her too. She had to be strong and use the resources in the space to save Shen Tingzhou.
Under the cover of night, Lin Wanqiu quietly entered the space. The space was still teeming with life; the rare medicinal herbs in the herb field grew lush and verdant, ginseng, lingzhi, snow lotus, and other herbs emitting a faint medicinal fragrance. The warehouse was filled with various modern medical equipment and medicines. She walked to the edge of the herb field and carefully picked a few thousand-year-old ginseng plants, a hundred-year-old lingzhi, and a snow lotus flower. These were the most premium medicinal herbs in the space, possessing miraculous effects of reviving the dead and replenishing qi and blood.
She then accessed the knowledge related to modern trauma treatment and nerve repair from the skill panel and quickly browsed through it. Thanks to the extraordinary learning ability granted by the space, she quickly mastered this professional knowledge. She knew that Shen Tingzhou's injuries were severe, and hospital treatment alone was far from sufficient; she had to use the medicinal herbs and modern medical skills provided by the space to assist his treatment.
The next morning, Lin Wanqiu approached the attending physician and requested to personally care for Shen Tingzhou. "Doctor, I have learned some traditional Chinese medicine therapies that might help Tingzhou recover. Please give me a chance to try."
The attending physician hesitated. Shen Tingzhou's condition was unstable, and he was worried that an outsider might cause problems. But seeing the determination and pleading in Lin Wanqiu's eyes, and thinking of her deep affection for Shen Tingzhou, he finally nodded: "Okay, but you must strictly abide by the hospital's regulations and cannot change the treatment plan without authorization."
With the doctor's permission, Lin Wanqiu was finally able to take care of Shen Tingzhou up close. She put on a sterile gown, walked into the intensive care unit, and gently held Shen Tingzhou's cold hand. His hand used to be so strong, able to easily pull her into his arms and shield her from the wind and rain, but now it was numb and icy cold.
"Tingzhou, I'm here." Lin Wanqiu's voice was gentle but choked with emotion. "You must hold on. I'm still waiting for you to come home, and the children are waiting for you to come home too. We still have so many things to do together. You can't leave us."
As she spoke softly, she ground the ginseng, lingzhi, and snow lotus from her spatial storage into powder, mixed it with the spiritual spring water from the space to form a paste, and carefully applied it around the wound on Shen Tingzhou's leg. The effects of the spiritual spring water and rare medicinal herbs quickly took hold, and Shen Tingzhou's complexion seemed to be rosier than before.
Following the nerve repair techniques she had learned in the space, she gently massaged Chen Tingzhou's legs and acupoints to promote blood circulation and repair damaged nerves. Her movements were gentle yet firm, each massage technique precise and accurate. She knew she was racing against death, and she had to give it her all.
To ensure the medicine's effectiveness, Lin Wanqiu would enter the space daily to gather the freshest medicinal herbs, prepare the decoction with spiritual spring water, and then use it to wipe Shen Tingzhou's body and massage his acupoints. She would also feed him a small amount of diluted medicine through a nasogastric tube to supplement his body with the necessary nutrients and energy.
Under Lin Wanqiu's meticulous care, Shen Tingzhou's condition gradually improved. The various indicators on the monitor slowly stabilized, his complexion became increasingly rosy, and his previously numb legs began to show slight reactions. The attending physician was astonished; he hadn't expected Shen Tingzhou to recover so quickly, repeatedly praising, "It's truly a miracle! Madam Shen, your traditional Chinese medicine treatments are incredibly effective!"
Lin Wanqiu simply smiled faintly. She knew this wasn't her doing, but rather the miraculous power of the spatial medicinal herbs and modern medical skills. However, she couldn't reveal the secrets of the space, and could only attribute it all to "ancestral traditional Chinese medicine recipes."
Half a month later, Shen Tingzhou finally woke up. When he slowly opened his eyes and saw Lin Wanqiu, who was standing by his bedside, looking haggard but with bright eyes, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, which was then replaced by deep tenderness.
“Late Autumn…” His voice was hoarse and dry, so faint that it was almost inaudible.
"Tingzhou! You're awake! You're finally awake!" Lin Wanqiu was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes. She held his hand tightly, and her tears dripped onto the back of his hand, warm and hot.
Shen Tingzhou struggled to raise his hand, wanting to stroke her cheek, but his weakness prevented him from doing so. Lin Wanqiu immediately understood, bringing her cheek closer so that his palm could gently rest on it. His palm, still slightly cool from waking up, made her feel incredibly warm and at ease.
"I'm sorry to have worried you..." Shen Tingzhou's eyes were full of guilt. He knew that he had caused Lin Wanqiu too much suffering this time.
"Silly girl, as long as you're alright, that's all that matters." Lin Wanqiu said, her voice choked with emotion. "Rest well, don't think about anything, I'll stay with you."
The news of Shen Tingzhou's awakening brought a sigh of relief to everyone. Zhao Gang and his comrades came to visit him and were genuinely happy for him to see that he was recovering well. Shen Nian'an also received the news and rushed over from Beijing overnight. When she saw her father in the hospital bed, her eyes welled up with tears of heartache.
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